"A boring Sunday morning leads to winter's afternoon delight"
Sunday morning. Through my bedroom window, I could hear my dad’s distinctive laugh as he talked to our neighbour. As far as I was concerned, Sunday was Groundhog Day. Mum was playing Steve Wright’s love songs on the radio in...
She slept next to him, completely naked. It was still night but the dawn was not far away. He looked at her and felt the need for her body as strong as ever. Still, he fought it to let her...
"As ships pass in the night, sometimes more is required"
We touchedFor the briefest of momentsYet,Long enough to knowThat more is required,And soonPatience maybe required.Yet anticipationDemandsAnother touch. I may glimpse your shadowOr,Dwell in a place that you have been.Your scent,Forever etchedDeep within, a precious memory. There you are againYou are with company,And...
Maybe it was not for usto sit at the porch,nursing our drinks,watching the sunset...Maybe it was not for us to get a tray with coffee,marmalade, and toastin the early mornings,maybe it was not for usto fight over the paper,maybe it was...
"Helen could never find the right one, but has she this time?"
As the mountain train climbed slowly approaching the rockier beginnings of the mountain, Helen was enraptured by looking out at the green pastures shining in the sunlight. She had the usual stirrings of anxiety and expectation. Almost the same curiosity...
"Night time Lover"
The phone rang and woke me upIt was the middle of the nightI had been out with my loverand it all had felt so right He was the best at what he didHe knew exactly what to dolike he knew my...
"I just want one night ..."
Being good,being perfect,being everything everyoneexpects me to beis exhausting. Bibles strike my skull,warning desires to stay hidden.Verses cram down my throat,choking the life out of me. Battles ragebetween my headand my heart,resulting in denialof pleasures. Goodness commands,perfection demands,longings are cast aside. For one night,I...
You see me,pressed into the wall,and dust off my cobwebs.I am starvingand you feed me. You moisten my dry lips,and soothe my parched tongue.Touches awaken sleeping nipples, fanning the hidden flames within. Your body fills my empty spaces,squeezing out loneliness.Your searing cock meltsthe ice...
She came to claim That which was hers by right Desire etched in the walls of her soulChiseled deep Passion strongCave paintingsEtched by fingers Bringing pleasure Creating within The passion so long withheld Bursting forthDriving her on In her completeness She knelt before himHer heart aflame Knowing she could be her true...
